Murderer? Police?
Marissa was confused.
Geena and Valerie were witnessing the drama, unfolding before their eyes. Like Marissa, they were also clueless about what was going on.
Valerie swiped her tongue over her dry lips and whispered to Marissa, "Mar. Do you think Rafael is mentally fit to even live here?"
Marissa shot a warning glare at her sister and went to Rafael who was getting out of the hands of those security guards.
"Rafael! Honey!" the moment she touched his skin, he went still. The wild look on his face slowly disappeared and in its place was gentleness that was only reserved for her.
"Y-you need to call the police, sweetheart," He repeated. Marissa nodded and decided to take a leap of faith.
She wanted to trust her husband.
"OK. I will. But don't attack her again, honey," She lifted herself on her toes and kissed his cheek. Once under control, there was pain evident in his green eyes.
